Captain Constellation

I pass between worlds unseen, float down rivers and brookson a raft made of fossilised memories woven togetherwith my hand spun quicksilver wishesAs though I am but a shadow cast from no particular lighta shadow cat; dark and slinky, graceful, feminine motionslow blinking bovine lashes reaching up and out and upSurrounded by all the appurtenances of a simple, visual, textual, textural lifelived heavily in complex arithmeticboggling minds, mine goes up in vast horizons of flame with every new tangent

I am the great observer in the stars, I am my own constellationall my extremities hold a hot ball of hydrogen burning into heliumlighting my own universal expanseDeciphering inflexion andpantomime autonomous or otherwiseas though it were crypticCrossword puzzle incompleteDoctor’s handwritten instructions, incomprehensibleJust puzzle after puzzle aftertorturously labyrinthine puzzleI can dig my way to your foundation thenpry up the floorboards with my fingernailsfind all your secret iron lockboxes andnestle in tight between the frosty hurt and warm content